Song | No Restrictions |
Artist | Men at Work |
Album | Cargo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hay | |
Give me no restrictions on what I do or say | |
Don't speak of tomorrow when it's still today | |
Leave me to my selfish ways, I'm well enough alone | |
That is what I tell myself as I stumble home | |
Derelict across the street in the garbage bin | |
Looks like he's found something neat judging by his grin | |
Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon | |
Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room | |
Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh | |
Wake up in the morning make sure I'm still alive | |
Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes | |
Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV | |
Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee | |
Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh | |
Through the de-restriction zone we pass a long wide load | |
Laugh at the reflections of cat's eyes on the road | |
Freeways hypnotize me, up up and away | |
Hope we make it home tonight | |
Be that as it may | |
Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh |
zuo ci : Hay | |
Give me no restrictions on what I do or say | |
Don' t speak of tomorrow when it' s still today | |
Leave me to my selfish ways, I' m well enough alone | |
That is what I tell myself as I stumble home | |
Derelict across the street in the garbage bin | |
Looks like he' s found something neat judging by his grin | |
Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon | |
Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room | |
WhoaohohWhoaohoh | |
Wake up in the morning make sure I' m still alive | |
Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes | |
Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV | |
Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee | |
WhoaohohWhoaohoh | |
Through the derestriction zone we pass a long wide load | |
Laugh at the reflections of cat' s eyes on the road | |
Freeways hypnotize me, up up and away | |
Hope we make it home tonight | |
Be that as it may | |
WhoaohohWhoaohoh |
zuò cí : Hay | |
Give me no restrictions on what I do or say | |
Don' t speak of tomorrow when it' s still today | |
Leave me to my selfish ways, I' m well enough alone | |
That is what I tell myself as I stumble home | |
Derelict across the street in the garbage bin | |
Looks like he' s found something neat judging by his grin | |
Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon | |
Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room | |
WhoaohohWhoaohoh | |
Wake up in the morning make sure I' m still alive | |
Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes | |
Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV | |
Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee | |
WhoaohohWhoaohoh | |
Through the derestriction zone we pass a long wide load | |
Laugh at the reflections of cat' s eyes on the road | |
Freeways hypnotize me, up up and away | |
Hope we make it home tonight | |
Be that as it may | |
WhoaohohWhoaohoh |